Longevity Martial Arts: Beginning with Sword Drawing

Chapter 16 A Shovel...

Stepping on the winding path, there are thorns and bushes along the way. Fortunately, there are many people passing by on weekdays, and these difficult plants did not completely block the road.

Although the walk was very difficult, after a morning's journey, they finally came to the foot of the mountain.

Putting down the package and opening the luggage, Pan Ga took out some food such as steamed buns and fruits, and began the ceremony of worshiping the old man.

Worshiping the old man is an ancient ginseng gathering ceremony, and many ginseng pickers will abide by it.

Its purpose is to pray for the smooth and safe process of picking ginseng.

It is said that this ceremony originated from a ginseng collector named Sun Liang.

It is impossible to verify what era Sun Liang was from.

According to legend, Sun Liang went up to the mountain alone to collect ginseng to cure his mother, but unfortunately lost his way on the way. Before he died of starvation, he determined to be a guide god in the mountain after his death, guiding the direction for the unfortunate.

Therefore, people respectfully call him the old man, and regard him as the ancestor of those who went to the mountains to collect ginseng!

Although most of the residents of Changsheng Town are warriors, they will also selectively abide by the rules of ginseng harvesters.

Among them, the most observed is this ceremony of worshiping the old man.

For one thing, Changyin Mountain is really too big, with endless mountains and a forest like a green ocean, even if a martial artist at the Qi and Blood level loses his way, it is very likely that he will never be able to get out of this forest again.

Secondly, the process of worship requires a devout heart, and the offerings are not important, and fruit steamed buns are fine.

Therefore, this ceremony does not need to pay much cost.

Just asking for peace of mind, few people will refuse.

A few stones were erected, and a simple altar was ready, and offerings such as fruit buns were placed, and incense was burned, and the two began the worship ceremony.

"Let's go, it's time to officially go up the mountain. I hope this trip will be smooth sailing and full of rewards!"

After the worship, Pan Ga carried his package and said with a smile.

Gathering ginseng is also called carrying treasure, or carrying a stick.

"It's finally time to enter the mountain."

Lin Bei raised his eyes and saw a stretch of green mountains in front of him, like an ocean of rolling green waves, with no end in sight.

And the two people standing in front of this green ocean are like a drop in the ocean, insignificant.

"In fact, there is another rule when going to the mountain to collect ginseng, that is, the number of people must be odd when entering the mountain, and even when leaving the mountain."

"We generally regard spiritual ginseng as people. If an odd number enters the mountain and carries a mallet down the mountain, the number of people will be considered as an even number. The so-called good things come in pairs, which is more auspicious."

"However, this rule is too troublesome for those of us who are used to loose warriors, and few of us follow it."

While using the rope to poke the stick to open the way, Pan Ga turned around and introduced some rules of the ginseng pickers.

Although Lin Bei already understood these rules, he still listened carefully.

It was not far to enter the forest from the foot of the mountain, and the road was not too difficult, so the two soon entered the forest.

Different from the foot of the mountain, the forest is dark and damp, the tall and dense towering trees block the sunlight, and only a few rays of sunlight hit the ground through the gaps in the forest.

It's cold and quiet here.

Except for the chirping of insects and birds, only the mountain wind blows occasionally, which makes the leaves rustle.

"How come there is a gloomy feeling!"

Lin Bei stroked his arms, feeling the coolness around him penetrating into his body through the pores of his skin.

"Hey, most areas in the mountains are like this. People with poor health stay in this kind of place for a long time, and sooner or later they will go wrong."

"However, we martial artists are full of qi and blood, and these damp and evil yin qi will not have much effect on us. I believe you will get used to it soon."

Pan Ga explained a sentence, and continued to lead Lin Bei on the road with his head buried.

Lin Bei didn't say a word, while looking at the surrounding scene, he cleared the road in front of him with a rope stick.

The two walked side by side, always paying attention to their feet and surroundings.

First, it is to prevent the attack of poisonous insects and beasts.

The second is to observe whether there are footprints of blood spirit ginseng.

Although it is still on the edge of Changyin Mountain, the probability of finding blood spirit ginseng is extremely low, but it is not impossible.

Many European emperors have collected blood spirit ginseng in the fringe areas, so there is always nothing wrong with paying attention.

No words all the way, stop and go.

Lin Bei had been on the road all afternoon, and Lin Bei didn't know how long he had been on the road.

Wiping the sweat from his brow, he looked up and looked around. All he could see were the trees high into the clouds, and the green curtain of leaves above his head that blocked the sun.

Sudden.

"Be careful, there are big bugs!"

With a cry of surprise, Pan Ga pulled out the saber at his waist with a "clang", and placed it in front of him like lightning, while moving quickly to the side.

The moment he just completed these actions.

With a whistling sound, a huge afterimage roared past, and with the sound of "ding bang", the two shadows quickly separated.

The huge figure fell to the ground lightly, and only then did Lin Bei see its appearance clearly.

The sturdy body is covered with yellow and white staggered stripes, the muscles of the limbs are knotted, full of strength, and the claws are extremely sharp, as if made of fine iron.

On the huge barrel-like head, a pair of ferocious and majestic eyes stared at Lin Bei and Lin Bei with the might of the king of beasts.

What's even more frightening is its wide open mouth, with sharp teeth like four sharp swords, revealing the breath of death.

"Tiger!"

Lin Bei gasped, he didn't expect to meet the forest overlord just after entering the mountain.

"Roar!"

The tiger's limbs cooperated quickly, and it adjusted its position the moment it landed, its forelimbs curled up slightly, and it roared at the two of them.

The incomparably majestic roar, like Hong Zhong Da Lu, exploded in his ears, making Lin Bei's ears a little tingling!
"Damn beast!"

Pan Ga was caught off guard by the tiger's sudden sneak attack, leaving two shallow claw marks on his chest.

Fortunately, he is a martial artist with four levels of qi and blood, and he has a lot of experience in the mountains and forests, otherwise he would have died under this blow long ago.

"Don't worry too much. Tigers are known as jungle hunters. They have always been used to sneak attacking and hunting. Once the sneak attack fails, they usually won't fight for a long time!"

Holding the knife, Pan Ga's face was tense, and he slowly approached Lin Bei.

Knowing the habits of big worms well, he opened his mouth to explain.

"Besides, with the strength of the two of us, we don't necessarily need to be afraid of this beast! You can just give me a chance later."

Staring into the tiger's eyes, Pan Ga was not timid at all.

"Come on, beast!"

He cursed loudly, and the hand holding the knife was ready to go. As long as the tiger rushed forward, he would definitely encounter his thunderous counterattack.

However, the eye-catching white-fronted tiger did not attack quickly, but bent down and circled towards the two of them, letting out a piercing roar.

Pan Ga and the tiger looked at each other, and his steps followed the tiger, with a high degree of concentration.

Of course he knew that the beast was looking for its own weakness.

Once it finds a chance, it will face a fatal blow.

"It's time to slide the shovel!"

Lin Bei and Pan Ga kept a certain interval, they were horns of each other, and formed a triangle with the tiger.

Although it was the first time to face such a big guy as strong as a cow, Lin Bei didn't have much fear in his heart.

Since even Pan Ga has the confidence to fight against him, Lin Bei feels that with his own strength, there is nothing to be afraid of!
Now, he only needs one opportunity to slide the shovel!

　Please collect and follow up!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)